Prose #9
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I am not meant for you.
Remembering how i reacted with your touch leaves me blushing, at the same time, you're hurting me.
It was wrong.
Feeling this kind of attraction towards you—it was wrong. But it was hard for me to push you away, the attraction can't get off inside me no matter how hard I try.
Or i just didn't try hard enough.
I like how our hands tangled towards each other, the way our hearts beating synchronizedly and how our eyes twinkle in delight. It was divine.
How can I stop this now?
—𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭
